It’s naked skin.
I go to lie back down when a scream splits the air. Rolling my eyes, I look around to see who dares to ruin my perfect day of sand, sea, and tits. The others on the beach sit up and stare, and when the scream comes again, they rush to grab their phones and start to dial the police, especially when a kid runs into their midst, crying about a blackened body.
Interest piqued, I stand and follow his finger. It’s in the trees near the beach, and not fifty steps in, I find the body he was talking about and whistle. Oh, she’s dead alright. Her eyes are gone, and her mouth is open on a silent scream—it’s a grisly sight—but it’s the black veins covering her entire body that have me frowning.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” I murmur, letting my power flow out a bit. I taste her and frown harder—a witch.
A dead witch on the beach I’m on? Can that be a coincidence?
She looks like she’s been sucked dry. Not like when my brother does it to people to wear their faces, but as if her very soul was pulled from her body, leaving nothing but darkness and an empty shell behind. I’m just reaching to see if she still has her heart when I hear yells.
Turning my head, I spot the police coming my way and sigh. Great, the humans. I stand and grin at them, but they take one look at the body and decide I must have done it. Idiots. They pull their guns and aim them at me, shouting orders.
“Listen, humans, I didn’t—”
But they ignore me.
Fucking humans. The police continue to point their guns at me as I smirk with my hands held out to the sides. “Hello, boys, ’fraid this wasn’t me—” I try again, but they rush me, turn me, slam my hands behind my back, and cuff them together while I roll my eyes.
Tilting my head, I catch the woman watching me from behind the rocks. Her long blue hair is tied up in a bun with wisps of it blowing in the wind, reminding me of the water not too far away. Her eyes are an incredible shade of hazel, and when the light catches them, they burn.
Fire and water.
Well, hello there.
With a glance at the police trying to pull me away, she ducks back into the outcropping and disappointment fills me as I’m led to their car. I crane my neck back, trying to catch another glimpse of the mysterious beauty watching me be arrested.
Who was she?
My cock is hard from just one look at her, and my heart is hammering.
Death and desire, what a fun day this is turning out to be.
“I hope you boys have good food in those cells, I’m hungry,” I comment conversationally as I’m pushed inside the car with a resounding click.
The vision of that woman sticks in my mind as I’m driven to the local station, and I know when I get free, I’m going to hunt her down and discover if any other of her body parts would burn for me like those magnificent eyes.
I’m coming for you, blue.